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-Your P.O.V-

As soon as I finish reading the letter, my head droops down.

Josh gets closer to me.

"Wh-What did it say?" He asks, hesitantly.

My eyes start to fill up with tears before I place both of my palms on my head.

Josh wraps me in a hug without saying a word.

Both of my parents are dead...

I stand up quickly before pacing around the tour bus.

Josh follows and tries to calm me down.

"(Y/N), calm down."

"Calm down!? Josh, I feel awful! Both of my parents are dead!" I sob.

Josh stands in front of me.

"You shouldn't beat yourself up over this.." He sighs.

My cries get more intense as I start to breathe heavy.

"I-I hated my f-father for the longest time. But that letter he wrote makes him seem like a good guy and I just.."

I weep into my palms.

"I'm a horrible person! I was an awful daughter..." I sob, my voice shaking.

Josh wraps his arms around me and places his chin on the top of my head.

"You are definitely not. (Y/N), you're the most amazing person I know. I'm sure your father didn't think of you that way." He tries to assure me.

A minute or two later, I finally re-catch my breath and release from Josh's hug.

He places his lips on the top of my forehead before wiping my tears.

"Thank you, Josh."

-Josh's P.O.V-

(Y/N) places her delicate arms around my chest.

I hug her back.

"No problem, (Y/N). I-"

I stop myself before realizing what I almost said.

Oh no. I almost told (Y/N) I loved her...I can't do that now! Not after what just happened.

(Y/N) looks up at me, waiting for me to finish.

I look down at her and grin.

"No problem."

-Time Skip-

-Your P.O.V-

Victoria runs up to me outside of the tour bus.

"Eeeek! (Y/N), guesss what!?" She screeches.

I laugh at her excitement.

"What?" I giggle.

"Your instagram reached 700,000 followers!"

My eyes widen.

Woah, what?

"What!?" I smile.

I guess I hadn't really noticed the following I've been gaining since being on tour with twenty one pilots.

Last time I checked, I was pretty far off from 700k.

"That's incredible!" I beam.

Victoria smiles back.

"Yep! You've been gaining quite a lot of popularity recently, especially since you and Josh have been dating." She winks, teasing me.

Oh, yeahhh. Josh told everyone we were dating. How could I forget?

-Flashback to like a month ago idk lol-

My phone vibrates.

Incoming call from Josh Dun 👽

"Hey there." I greet my boyfriend.

"Hey sunshine. I got a question."

I can tell he's smiling through his phone.

How cute.

"What is it?" I ask.

"I was wonderingggg..."

"Yeeessss?" I giggle.

Josh giggles in return. "I was wondering if I could tell the clique that we're dating?"

I think about it for a second.

I don't see why not?

"Fine by me!" I shrug.

"Cool! I'll talk to you later."

"Bye, Josh." I smile and hang up the phone.

I check my notifications after about a minute.

I chuckle at Josh's tweet.

Well, guess everyone knows now.

Not that I didn't want anyone to know, though.

I kinda like that we can be more public with our relationship now.

I start to scroll and look at the replies.

(A/N: I just made up these usernames. Any username similar or exact is coincidental haha)

"@joshispumpedforchristmas

YES KING AND QUEEN. MOM AND DAD. AH. ADOPT ME."

I laughed at that one.

"@tysmoljo

omg"

That could be either a good or bad 'omg'.

Good meaning, "omg yes i've been shipping you guys forever now".

Bad meaning "why are you dating her please no don't".

I shrug it off, trying not to overthink it.

I see the next tweet was actually from none other than Tyler Joseph.

I smile at Tyler's tweet.

Cute.

"@idkbrooklyn

YES OMG FINALLY"

(A/N): hey look! i tweeted that, yo. I'm happy 4 y'all ;-))

I grin at all the positive comments before replying to Josh's tweet.

"@(y/t/n) ur p cool too, joshua."








A/N: AYE MY PROFILE PICTURE SAYS HAPPY HALLOWEEN MY DUDES.

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OK YEA ITS SEPTEMBER BUT IM ALREADY PUMPED

lol anyway, thank you so much for reading! it means a lot, yo. <3

have a good day!

-b

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